[The feed clicks on to BlackWargreymon in mid-flight. Clouds pass by overhead rapidly as he travels, but he's not difficult to hear.]

I have located Fluttershy, and I will arrive in Hospitown with her shortly. Someone please be ready to meet us, she in need of medical aid I am unable to give her.

[With no further words, The feed clicks off. He doesn't have time to waste on speaking to a screen.]

[ooc: BWG will arrive with her just a couple hours after this post hits the network.]

[Sprout doesn't look too happy as her face appears on the network.]

It's been five days. Fluttershy's still missing.

[Sprout doesn't really like asking for help. So the fact that she is providing that anyone can make out that it's what she's actually saying with this post is a clear indication of just how worried she is.

But that's about all people are going to get before the feed cuts out.]

[Oh hey look! It's a video from Hic-

NOPE JUST KIDDING IT'S FEARLESS.]



Ey' folks! Betcha ya thought we was dead again, huh? Not this time! Hic just fell asleep for a month.

Fearless.

Ooor we can be lame and tell the truth!

Naaah, we just needed ta'get away from town for a while. Yaknow, clear our heads and junk. I mean I'm pretty sure dyin' kinda takes a toll on a guy, don'tcha think? We weren't alone or sucked off by some data stream this time, at least. Nah, we had BWG with us!

[From the corner of the feed Kotemon can be seen, cautiously patting Fearless' side.]

So um....he's...um....our friend now, right?

You kiddin'? BWG was always our friend kid!

[Wow ok, looks like someone got over their paralyzing BlackWargreymon fear.]

BWG's my man, I'll tell ya that much! Now see I just gotta get workin' on gettin' ta' Ultimate...

But anyways, so what'd we miss?

[Hiccup can be heard groaning from the other end of the room as he tinkers with his leg with a screwdriver.]

You know, I'm pretty sure they want to talk to me, not you.

Says you!

[A video appears on the feed, showing a Gomamon lying down on a pillow on a bed in a seemingly empty apartment. He lets out a sigh and drops his head onto his claws, staring at the D-Terminal that he just switched on.]

A'ight so.....s'been a long time comin' so I figured I'd go 'head and say this while the town ain't bein' destroyed and all. Plus I...got a lotta people t'apologize to.

[Fearless? Apologizing?
Stranger things have happened.]

...When th'lights were out I....got really mad at Hic. Like. REALLY mad. I ended up Digivolvin' and I don't remember a whole ton about it, but some things are startin' ta' come back.....he told me I Digivolved to Gigadramon, wasn't listenin' to nobody....

[He hesitates, glancing away from the screen.]

...Paolo, Choco. ...I'm....I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for hurtin' you guys. I didn't mean to, really. And Donnie and Fluttershy...I'm sorry for how much that must'a hurt ya guys too.

...Mostly you Donnie. ...I messed things up real bad fer ya and Marley, I-I know. ...Now she's gone, so... I can't even apologize to her.

[He lifts his head a little, shaking his head.]

A-and I know you ain't ever gonna see this....but Marley, I'm sorry too. Ya were such a good person, and I never.....meant ta' hurt ya. ....I loved ya....

...But....it wasn't right'a me ta'do what I did. If I cared 'bout ya so much, I just would'a let you and Donnie be happy. But I didn't.....and I'm sorry.

Anyone else I've hurt, with bein' Gigadramon....or just bein' a big fat jerk anytime....I'm sorry. I'm....tryin' ta' learn. Been taught th'hard way how far keepin' a forked tongue gets me..

And....what with these "real" partners or whatever. ...Yaknow, maybe I wasn't 'sposed ta' be Hic's partner. I've already screwed up ENOUGH. I let 'im get killed, so if that ain't screwin' up I dunno what is.

But I ain't goin' anywhere without a fight. But I'm gettin' off topic- Look bottom line? ...I'm gonna work on doin' different from now on.

Maybe then things'll be better.

[And with that, he reaches out and turns off the feed with a claw.]

[When the feed starts up, Guilmon cracks a gigantic smile and waves at the camera.]

Hi, everybody!

[He turns around, surveying some of the rubble-- it looks like he's in the middle of Roaming Park... or what's left of it. Splintered remnants of trees lie in a heap in the background, and for a few seconds, he looks over his shoulder before turning his gaze back to the camera.]

I know there's lots of damage out there, and I'm sure most of you are still tired from all the fighting. We're gonna have to do a lot of cleaning up, I bet, and I've already seen people talking about it. But what Guilmon was wondering is if we could have some kind of big training party! ...When we're done cleaning up, anyway.

[Yes, he just used training and party in the same sentence.]

With everyone getting their crests, that means your Digimon can evolve to Ultimate, right? But they might not be used to their new forms and attacks. Plus, there could always be more bad Digimon out there. So, if we all trained together, we might be able to do an even better job if more bad guys show up. And now that Takato's here, I can evolve to all the levels-- all the way to Mega! So, Guilmon would be happy to help if you wanna go up against someone super strong.

[Oh, and there's something else, Guilmon realizes, once his stomach starts growling.]

Me and Takato were thinking of making a big bunch of Guilmon bread for it, if anyone wants to come! And you could bring other food if you wanted to. Fighting takes a lot of energy, and I know I wouldn't want to evolve on an empty stomach. That'd be hard!

So does that sound like a good idea? Guilmon sure hopes so...

[The video cuts in suddenly to Ed, who is entirely too close to the screen.]

GUYS, I HAD THE BEST IDEA EVER!! Also I figured out a cool thing!

So like, I was thinking about that time Yu was saying we needed to find some way to set up a plan, right? Well the thing is, we usually have advanced warning when stuff goes down, and when we don't, usually we have no real coordination or way to get anything done.

[He bounces back from the screen, and holds out his arms, thumb and forefinger making L shapes at each other.]

So, I thought about it a lot and I made... this! [A red box that says TURF appears between his hands, like a Youtube annotation. Clicking on it opens a spreadsheet in a new window.]

I call it, the Terminal Ultimate Response Force, or TURF. 'Cause it's our turf that we're protecting, you know? A-anyways, here's the idea: We all put in our information, like skills and missions we'd be good at and stuff like that, and then we just have to coordinate teams and things to deal with stuff using the spreadsheet.

And the best part? We could also coordinate missions and arrange teams on the fly with it by just writing notes in the cells around the sheet, too! Like, in case of something like the darkness sneaking up on us again we could coordinate by like, picking a color to write with or something.

It's really simple! I can't believe nobody thought of it! A-anyways, I've opened it up for anyone who's interested. Let me know if you have any questions!

*It's Sorcermon on your screen today, Terminal, and he's standing in the middle of Roaming Park, staff held out behind him. And is that...snow? But it has to be about a million degrees. Yet there's a layer of white on the ground and more of it falling.*

I am sure I'm not the only one who finds this heat oppressive. As neither my partner nor myself are particularly fond of such extreme temperatures, we have decided to take it upon ourselves to create an area of reprieve for those who prefer cooler climates.

Jin and I are in the Roaming Park, although I am not quite sure how long I will be able to maintain this snow storm. I suggest anyone who wishes to find a break from the heat come quickly. And bring a coat.

*True to the digimon's word, there is a small but cold snowstorm in the park, with Sorcermon and Jin at the edge of it. Both seem to be in relatively good spirits, although Jin might throw a snowball or two at anyone who gives him a good shot.*

[A little girl who a few might recognize is up on the feed, early in the morning. Looks like she's in the city.]

Hello! With everyone coming and going, a lot of you might not know me, but I'm Hikari Yagami, one of the earlier Chosen Children. With my brother and the others out looking for clues... [And leaving her behind.] I'm sort of...a home-base, he called it.

He told me since some of you are restless here, you can help Koushirou-san. He's trying to get data for a device to shut down the Dark Fields, but he's also trying to research that virus we heard about, so he can't get it himself... That's why my brother told me to use that mission board the Trailmon set up! We need at least four people each to go to the four Dark Fields and get data from them.

You don't need to go inside, don't worry! Just have someone get close enough to stick a data-gatherer in and the others keep any wild Digimon distracted.

[A very tiny pause.]

Gatomon and I can help, if anyone needs it. Just don't tell Taichi.

[ooc: What Hikari's referring to are these missions here for the last week of August, recently put up. This will be important for September's plot.]

[The video screen is dominated by BlackWargreymon's horned head, looking down at the camera. The angle itself is somewhat awkward, due to the Digimon's massive form and unfamiliarity with the technology he's attempting to use. Only once before has he recorded a message using the device he was given.]

Some time ago, one of the Chosen made mention of a battle against a Mega-level Digimon ending undesirably. I suspect that this is not only due to the power of your Digimon partners, but also due to inexperience in combat with such a strong opponent. I have considered this with care over the time since that announcement was made.

If any Chosen whose partner has reached Ultimate-level evolutions would like to learn what fighting a Mega-level Digimon entails, I am extending an offer for you to train with me. I have little else to do with my time here, and would like to dedicate myself to aiding you all in any way I am able.

For any who are not yet so strong, but would still like training, I am willing to spar with Champion-levels as well.

[Over time, BlackWargreymon has taken to daily walks around the city, surveying what he could, and doing his best to lean about the habits and norms of interaction between all of these Digimon on their Chosen partners. Today, one such walk has led him to the marketplace. He'd found that this is a sufficient area for studying those exact interactions, and over time his mere presence drew less and less attention.

For now, he is simply standing near a building, taking mental notes on the behavior of the Chosen and their Digimon partners, and paying special attention to the emotions brought across during the many and varied conversations. He does not approach any of them, knowing that even now he is still too intimidating to most, but if something does catch his interest, he will move closer to observe more thoroughly.]